See Ya in Lima!

Time to say Adios! Our dear amiga Supamas (first girl on your right) is leaving the country in order to serve the country. For 4 years, she will be at the Royal Thai Embassy in Lima, Peru. We’re all so proud of her. She’s pretty. She’s smart. And oh yeah, she’s super fluent in Spanish. Her marido Wanchana, unlike most men we know, will be putting his career on hold big time so the Signora can pursue hers. Her twin Supatmes (third girl on your right) is busily finishing her PhD paper in KL so she can come back to BKK to be close to their parents. The Royal Thai Government has found the young couple a 2-bedroom apartment in downtown Lima. So, we’re officially invited to visit. This standing invitation sure thrills everyone particularly Watit (first boy on your left). Watit has “sailed a thousand ships” but that hasn’t sadly yet included South America. Theerapong (first boy on your right) is also excited because he being him could kill two birds with one stone; he can totally also swing by Buenos Aires and perform just one song so Argentina can once and for all stop crying! But back to the pressing agenda here, Signora. For your dear amigos, would it be possible to repaint the guest bedroom Shocking Pink or Screaming Lavender? Meaning would that undermine your career in any fashion or breach the Thai-Peruvian Treaty in any manner? – Bel Guardo, June 11, 2011

P.S. the dark beer cake our decadent Niram (second boy on your left) had baked for the occasion has totally upstaged each and every of those il ristorante italiano provided!!!!

Dancing Queens

Thailand has her own Queen of Pop. Her name is Christina Aguilar. No, no, not that American blonde. And, she’s not Thai either. Father’s Spanish/Filipino. Mother’s French/Vietnamese. But she was born and raised here. W/ our dance shoes on, we shook booties and belted out sappy tunes so other BITCHES and FLAMERS in the colorful audience would know who’s who and how it’s done. They sure did! – Royal Paragon Hall, Siam Paragon, June 5, 2011.

Night Out w/ Viola

Viola is a good friend of mine. She’s absolutely fabulous!! She’s a club expert. Last night was her birthday and we went to someplace near our world-famous weekend market. The venue was packed with blossoming boys in their 20s. Oh Sweet Lord, the smell of sticky rice was almost pungent. Truth be told, they’re not my cup of tea. Babysitting is the last thing on my mind. But there were some really really cute ones last night and all of them were so polite and friendly, making menopausal pensioners like us feel like we belonged. Well, almost! Now, Viola darling, I’m not sure if I said it to you or not. It was a continuous blur and my head was sort of spinning. Those boys really knew what they were doing! Anyway, Happy Birthday Darling! You’re truly inspirational. No shit! – Fake Club, June 4, 2011